That night I drank tea with my fellow merchant and I slept at the same inn. The next morning however...
Why were you imprisoned Grandpa?
You were with a merchant last night. This morning we found him dead. I must search your belongings.
Search as you must but I didn't kill him.
I found this bloody knife inside your bag. I will arrest you as the murderer.
I was innocent, even with the knife in my bag. But no one would believe me, even my wife.
You do not believe me also?
They charged me guilty even though I knew I wasn't. They sent me to Siberia, a prison so cold. There I learned to trust in God despite everything. I established a good character and everyone trusted me. Then one day, a new inmate arrived. His name was Makar.
Oh. The knife was found inside your bag that's why you were arrested.
They say he was the one who killed his fellow merchant.
At that moment I knew he was the murderer. No one else except for me and the cops knew where the knife was found. I was angry. Then one day, a hole was found by the cops. Someone was trying to escape but they didn't know who. But I know it was Makar.
Should I have mercy on the man who has placed me in this misery?
Yes, I am the murderer. I hid the knife in your bag. Please forgive me. You can tell the truth to the cops. I will accept my punishment. You can also tell them that it was I who dug the hole.
I could have told the truth. But what for? I may get out of prison, but to whom would I go? My wife is dead and my children have forgotten me. There was no point in telling the truth- about the murder and the attempt to escape. All I want is peace. Lord, please grant it to me.
Grandpa... He is dead... He died in his sleep.. I found him.. in his cell.. he is gone.